Feast for Shengsheng

"What are you looking at?" Song Xiao looked at Nan Sheng strangely.

Nan Sheng shook her head. "No, I always felt like someone was watching us. But when I turned around, there was no one."

Song Xiao laughed softly: "You are good-looking, don't you look normal?"

This made Nan Sheng laugh.

The tension also eased a lot.

"Go to hell..." Nan Sheng said unhappily.

Song Xiao ignored Nan Sheng's temper and still quietly held Nan Sheng's hand and walked towards the rental house.

But the uneasiness that weighed on Nan Sheng's heart never dissipated.

……

For the next two or three days, Nan Sheng remained in the rental house, not daring to leave rashly.

Because the foreign university required various documents and proof, Song Xiao had been traveling back and forth between school and his rental house these days.

Nan Sheng consciously took on the task of cooking and buying groceries.

When Song Xiao came back and saw Nan Sheng cooking, he was surprised.

In his memory of Nan Sheng's previous life, Nan Sheng didn't know how to cook.

She couldn't even take care of herself until later when Nan Sheng learned to cook in order to please Lu Shiyan.

But now, she is cooking in front of him?

Nan Sheng heard the noise and turned around. Seeing that it was Song Xiao who came back, she said with a smile, "It will be ready soon. Go wash your hands and eat."

Song Xiao stood quietly with a slight smile on his face.

The way they get along is just like a young couple.

"Okay." Song Xiao responded.

Soon, Song Xiao came out after washing his hands and changing his clothes. Nan Sheng had already brought the food to the table.

It’s still a simple three dishes and one soup.

Nan Sheng was busy serving rice and soup to Song Xiao.

Song Xiao immediately grabbed Nan Sheng and said, "I can do it myself. You sit down and eat."

"Okay." Nan Sheng nodded.

Then Nan Sheng sat down opposite Song Xiao. She bit the spoon and asked, "Is it delicious? Try it."

"Everything you cook is delicious." Song Xiao said frankly.

Nan Sheng snorted, "You haven't eaten yet, you're just trying to cheer me up."

Song Xiao took a bite out of courtesy, and then continued to eat one bite after another.

Compared to ordinary people, Nan Sheng's cooking skills are really good.

"When did you learn to cook?" Song Xiao asked in a low voice.

"I knew it before, is that not okay?" Nan Sheng snorted, "Do I still need to learn this?"

Of course you have to learn.

Nan Sheng knew it very well.

Nan Sheng had no talent in this area. In order to please Lu Shiyan, in her previous life, Nan Sheng learned to cook, and ended up with injuries on all ten of her fingers.

Seeing this, Lu Shiyan simply told Nan Sheng to stop doing it.

He didn't give Nan Sheng much face either.

This feeling actually made Nan Sheng feel desperate for a long time.

But now Song Xiao is different. He provides great emotional value to Nan Sheng.

It’s just like when he was pestering Song Xiao in his previous life, probably because of this reason.

"Well, my girlfriend is the best." Song Xiao said with a smile.

Nan Sheng said "oh" with a proud look on her face.

Song Xiao cooperated and finished the food made by Nan Sheng, then stood up and washed the dishes.

Nan Sheng didn't follow because she didn't like washing dishes.

But Nan Sheng was not idle either. She planned to wash the clothes that Song Xiao had taken off.

In the narrow bathroom, Nan Sheng was tidying up Song Xiao's clothes, but found blood stains on them?

This made Nan Sheng stunned for a moment.

But Nan Sheng did not hesitate and immediately picked up her clothes to find Song Xiao.

"What's wrong? Just leave it there, I'll wash it later." Song Xiao turned his head and took a look.

Nan Sheng also doesn't like doing laundry, and Song Xiao knows that.

Because Nan Sheng feels that washing these things will make you age faster.

Nan Sheng walked directly to Song Xiao with the clothes in her hand and asked, "Are you hurt?"

Song Xiao looked at the bloodstains on his clothes quietly. He didn't expect that he had noticed it, but Nan Sheng still found it.

"No." Song Xiao denied. "Look, I'm fine. Someone had a nosebleed today. It's too dry. It's autumn after all. Maybe they accidentally rubbed it."

Song Xiao is now drawing the design drawings, and of course he also has to go to the construction site to check the situation.

So it’s not that much of a concern.

In addition, in Nan Sheng's memory, Song Xiao never lied to her, so she felt relieved.

"I was so scared. I thought you were hurt." Nan Sheng patted his chest.

Then she looked at Song Xiao very seriously: "Song Xiao, I'm telling you, no matter what happens, you have to tell me the truth, okay? Don't hide anything. We are boyfriend and girlfriend, we can discuss and solve it together."

"Okay." Song Xiao smiled.

Then Song Xiao didn't know whether he was coaxing Nan Sheng or something else, he seemed extremely helpless.

"Nan Sheng, because of my work, I have to go to the construction site frequently. Sometimes injuries are inevitable. Don't think too much, okay?" Song Xiao finished his words quietly.

Nan Sheng said "oh" to indicate that she could accept it.

"Leave it there. I'll wash the clothes after I finish washing the dishes." Song Xiao responded with a smile.

Nan Sheng ignored her and went back to the bathroom with her clothes in her arms.

Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom. Song Xiao stood there with a faint smile in his eyes.

It's very pleasant, and this kind of pleasure reaches the eyes.

It seems that as long as Nan Sheng is by his side, no matter what happens, there is nothing Song Xiao cannot overcome.

At night, Song Xiao was drawing, but Nan Sheng seemed bored.

However, they didn't disturb each other, and being in the same space made each other feel at ease.

Occasionally, their eyes met, and Nan Sheng couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Shy and sweet.

Until Nan Sheng couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep with the quilt rolled up.

Song Xiaocai walked from the desk to the bedside and carefully covered Nan Sheng with the quilt.

Then Song Xiao went to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. He took off his T-shirt and saw the hideous wound on Song Xiao's back.

He disinfected without changing his expression, and then returned to the room calmly.

After finishing the last drawing, Song Xiao turned off the computer and lay down on the floor.

Nan Sheng's hands and feet had fallen outside the bed. Song Xiao looked at her with a helpless, yet indulgent expression.

Song Xiao looked at it for a long time before falling into a deep sleep.

Until the early morning, Nan Sheng fell off the bed somehow and landed completely in Song Xiao's arms.

Perhaps because she was used to hugging something when sleeping, Nan Sheng turned around and hugged Song Xiao directly.

Song Xiao reacted almost immediately.

He felt that Nan Sheng was here to challenge him.

But even so, Song Xiao still endured it.

Now is not the time, and it is not possible.

Nan Sheng had no idea what she was doing. She hummed and adjusted herself to a comfortable position.

Song Xiao, on the other hand, stayed awake all night.

……

In the next few days, Nan Sheng discovered wounds on Song Xiao's body.